Chapter 3

"Well we're here today with La Lakers star Nathan Scott…" the presenter started and all the females in the crowd roared with happiness. Nathan gave them his trademark smirk, waving at them before turning back at the laughing presenter.

"What a crowd we have today huh?" he joked and Nathan laughed.

"Don't you know? They're all here for you Stan!" Stan, the presenter, grinned for a while as Nathan laughed lightly.

"You're quiet the smooth talker…"

"Well thank you." Nathan smirked at Stan who rolled his eyes playfully.

"Am I going to go on with this interview or are you going to keep interrupting me?" he asked good intentionally and Nathan playfully crooked his neck and stared at him quizzically.

"I think I'll go with constantly interrupting you." He said a few seconds later and Stan smiled as he nodded his head.

"So…how is fame treating you Nathan? I mean you're just 27 years old… in my books you should be at home mowing the lawn instead of going to every party in Hollywood."

"Mowing the lawn?" Nathan laughed as he raked his hand through his jet black hair.

"Hate to break it to you Stan, but I never moved the lawn…ever." He added and Stan stared at him, playfully shocked.

"Wait wait…you never mowed the lawn? You have a huge gap in your life experiences son!" They both laughed as the audience laughed with and Nathan shook his head.

"See my brother did the mowing… I was either playing basketball or in my room with…company." He replied with his mischievous grin and Stan rolled his eyes at him again.

"Okay…let's just ignore that statement. But really I was shocked to find out that Lucas Scott – the famous writer – is your younger brother. I mean you two act so differently." Nathan gave a pause as he thought about his brother before he let the smirk move over his lips.

"Yeah… I guess it comes to a shock for some people…" he grinned.

"Okay well seeing as we only have a few minutes left I guess there only is one more question to ask – which I'm sure most of the continent is waiting to hear. Do you have a girlfriend?" Nathan sat for a second in complete silence as he let his mind travel back to a time and place that he had so long tried to get over. Her brown/blonde hair blew through his memory and her eyes smiled up at him. He gulped as he looked up – trying hard to smirk but feeling it wasn't working as he gave his practiced and yet ever so true answer.

"No…not at the moment."

oOoOoOoOoOo

Nathan walked slowly to his car – flashing a smile at the overpowering paparazzi that stood all around. Flashes went off all around him as he pressed his sunglasses closer to his face and took out his car keys. Flashing another smile at them he opened the door for his assistant who climbed in quickly and Nathan soon followed. Driving away he let the smile drop from his face and was glad his assistant Kelly didn't see his eyes. See the sadness and regret that filled them.

"So you have a date with Rachel Gattina tonight… but other than that your itinerary is very empty for today." Kelly spoke up from his side and as they stopped the car at the robot he glanced over at her. She wasn't to bad looking – had the blonde hair, the blue eyes, the killer body. But nothing inside Nathan wanted her…and that was why he had made her his assistant. That and the fact that she truly wasn't just an adoring fan – she worked real hard. Kelly reminded him of her…

"Cancel the date. I don't want to entertain another wannabe actress. Especially not Gattina." Nathan spoke up as he returned his gaze to the road and Kelly made a quick note of it. He wouldn't admit that he had cancelled the date because of the rumours that Rachel had tried to get into Channing Tatum's pants and ruin his relationship. No…cause admitting it would mean he had to admit to the fact that he regretted what had happened to the five of them…or more importantly…to the two of them.

They stopped the car inside of Nathan's huge estate and Kelly quickly got out. Nathan took his time – as he was used to – before he too climbed out of his brand new car. Opening the doors to his garage 12 cars stood in front of him – all top range and brand new. He walked over to the cupboard that contained the keys of all the cars and smirked as he looked for the one he wanted. Finding it, he took the key out and threw it at Kelly.

"Here…take the Jaguar for the night…happy anniversary." Nathan honestly said and Kelly smiled happily. Not many people saw that side of Nathan – the caring and completely amazing side.

"Thanks Nathan…I'll have it back tomorrow morning. Enjoy your night and I'll see you tomorrow morning first thing. You have training with the team before you jet off to another magazine interview." She explained and Nathan nodded.

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

oOoOoOoOoOo

Inside of the huge house Nathan finally let his sunglasses drop as he walked over towards the room. Slowly he opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him. Immediately lights lit up the whole room and her face shined out at him. Walking towards the open spaces he placed the Vogue cover into the clear plastic. Her face smiled up from the cover and he felt her gaze burning into him. Stepping away he let his eyes survey the room. From her earliest modeling shoots to her latest magazine articles stood in front of him. In the CD player was her CD and in the DVD player was her latest movie. Nathan sighed as he sank down – never letting his eyes leave the photo that hung in the middle of the room.

And as Nathan Scott let his head fall into his hand, Lucas, Peyton, Brooke, Haley and himself stared back at him from the photo.